It's that time of year, for the annual trip to Norway with Gregory. Having spent the past 3 years exploring different areas - to various degrees of success due to conditions - we decided to return to Rjukan.
Without doubt, the place is plastered in ice, which is good because I like ice :) What is more impressive is that it is quiet, really quiet.
I have just paid over £3 for a can of cider - one of the small poxy ones at that - and am now watching Norge telly in which I can't understand a word. Happy days ...